Or can I? Today I was the frightened little man on the card, desperately trying to keep control of my finances – and failing miserably.

My warm intentions of the morning were eaten away by… a college fee of $450, a passport fee of $140, another horrible phone bill of over $100… and how will I manage while I’m in England… and what is to become of me?

Isn’t that the message of this Four? The stability and the structure of the Emperor must be balanced by the frivolity and faith of the Empress. Of course we must tend to the material, but we cannot be consumed by it.

And my biggest learning of this miserable day? It’s about time I got a job.